Chapter 395 (1/2)
”Suddenly A cold wind is blowing quietly, and the ground is full of broken limbs. The remaining golden sword light has strong killing power. It has been condensed in the open space for a long time and is unwilling to disperse easily.
”Wow A mouthful of blood spurted out without any sign. Wan Shanhe's body swayed and nearly fell to the ground. It seems that the Qi and blood of the meridians in the body have begun to flow backward, and there is a life and death problem at any time.
JIANGSHA Road, known as refining corpse jusha in mainland China. Its unique secret method of controlling corpses has become the unique weapon of the martial arts cultivation in the stiff evil way. But in each body of Benming Sha, the essence and blood of the controller are condensed. Once benmingsha corpse is severely damaged, it will be destroyed. For the controller, it will also suffer a certain amount of backfire.
Now, judging from the current state of wanshanhe, it is obvious that the ghost corpse that just surpassed the quality of danhunjing is probably the original ghost corpse of wanshanhe.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh
At the same time, a road of evil spirit from wanshanhe behind the stiff evil road camp in the violent rolling out. A horror ghost corpse with full evil spirit, all of them appeared in a neat and uniform way beside a group of stiff ghost disciples. The second prince Ji Yun, who was among the guards of his disciples, looked at the face of the young man in white, but his face was pale, and no blood was visible.
”Who are you?” Wanshanhe forcibly stabilized his mind, and the fury evil spirit released from his whole body was still up and down. Wan Shanhe's eyes flickered with cold light, staring at the young man in white beside Wu trace and asked angrily.
”The sword is nameless, the sword is nameless!” An extremely indifferent voice, clear and thick into the presence of all ears. The young man in white has an extremely cold face, like an iceberg that has never melted in a thousand years. He is very indifferent. One can't help but look at him, and then he has the illusion of being thousands of miles away.
”Keke, are you Jiange Jianzi? Your attitude represents the sword pavilion? ” Wanshanhe resisted the Xuanli wave in his body. His eyes stared at the sword and asked in a cold voice.
”Ha ha, he is the appointed disciple of the seventh peak of our sword Pavilion and the future candidate of the seventh peak. Of course, his identity as a sword will not be recognized until he enters the inner door! As for now, he is just a disciple of my sword Pavilion! ” In the team of sword Pavilion, the leading six disciples took a step forward. One of the leading young men, with an uncertain complexion, said in a loud voice to wanshanhe and all the large forces.
Hearing this, all the disciples in the major factions were stunned. Obviously, they didn't expect that the people in the sword pavilion would take the initiative to tear down the platform. It seems that the competition among the seven peaks in the sword Pavilion must be very fierce. Even the disciples of the seven peaks are full of gunpowder when they are outside.
”The sword is nameless, the sword is nameless...” in the square array of Bixia palace, Ji Ruxue's eyes brightened in vain. Looking at a white sword, nameless heart was a throb. Immediately, Ji Ruxue's eyes fell on the traceless figure. The figures of these two people were engraved in his mind for a long time.
”Ha ha, it turns out that he is the future Jianzi candidate of Qifeng in Jiange. If you fall into this place, I'm afraid you won't be able to become a sword in the sword Pavilion! ” A burst of arrogant sneer came from Lang Lang in the square array of array treasure house.
The leader of zhenbaozhai, Mo QingHan, steps out and walks slowly towards the direction of Wanshan river. Immediately, all the disciples of Baozhai didn't know, so they followed the steps of QingHan in the desert.
”Brush!” Seeing that Mo QingHan leads a group of disciples from the array treasure house, dozens of figures in the sword Pavilion camp step out and rush to the unknown sword. The six disciples headed by the sword Pavilion looked at each other and motioned to the disciples of each peak behind them to stand by.
”Ha ha, nameless, it seems that you didn't have a good time in the sword Pavilion.” No trace has already brought everything around into our eyes, half jokingly talking and laughing at the young man in white beside us.